mistymassey | BLITEOTW 2009

It's done. The dead gulls are nearly all collected up and disposed of, between the bizarre assistance of the pelicans and the efforts of the local emergency management personnel. Once we had a smaller and more easily handled flock to deal with, I went outside and helped sweep them off the porch with a broom. Some of them fell into bits when they hit the driveway, chunks of rotten meat with dirty feathers still attached. The neighbors joined us, and together we cleared the yards without too much trouble. Small bonfires are glowing up and down the beach, where the undead are burning. No new ones have turned up since sunset, so I guess the craziness is over.

There's thunder in the distance, though, and a storm warning banner on the television screen. Surely nothing like today could happen tomorrow. Could it?

** Thanks for everyone's patience while I Blogged Like It's The End Of The World a day early. I won't have access to do it tomorrow. Have fun, y'all!